paizo.com Recent Posts by Rashida Massripaizo.com Recent Posts by Rashida Massri2013-01-09T14:17:00Z2013-01-09T14:17:00ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=39#19112015-01-16T00:20:17Z2015-01-16T00:20:17Z<p>Rashida falls silent, somewhat confused and unwilling to admit it before a helmetcat. Helmetcats always seemed to know what was going on, making even the host of a goddess feel rather stupid at times. Maybe she misunderstood everything. Oversight was not the same as protection. She stands silent, scratching under Sam's chin and waiting for the goddess to return or for the inhabitants of the basilica to come forth.</p>Rashida falls silent, somewhat confused and unwilling to admit it before a helmetcat. Helmetcats always seemed to know what was going on, making even the host of a goddess feel rather stupid at times. Maybe she misunderstood everything. Oversight was not the same as protection. She stands silent, scratching under Sam's chin and waiting for the goddess to return or for the inhabitants of the basilica to come forth.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2015-01-16T00:20:17ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=39#19092015-01-15T23:47:38Z2015-01-15T23:47:38Z<p><b>"Unfortunately, this is true."</b> Rashida strokes the tabby a bit more, then, thinking back upon what was said, ventures a question. <b>"Do you mean Kittington was with us to... to protect Taraz?"</b></p>"Unfortunately, this is true." Rashida strokes the tabby a bit more, then, thinking back upon what was said, ventures a question. "Do you mean Kittington was with us to... to protect Taraz?"Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2015-01-15T23:47:38ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=39#19072015-01-15T21:21:46Z2015-01-15T21:21:46Z<p>Rashida watched the graceful helmetcat approach along the deck rail, heedless of the long, long drop to the ground. <b>"Oh. Greetings, friends. I was just on my way to check the medical bay,"</b> the feline vocalized through her helmet.</p>
<p>The Duchess had been in sick bay when Rashida had awakened there, fully restored to <i>proper function.</i> The helmetcat sat on the bunk of a similarly helmeted tuxedo cat, gently licking the unconscious cat's face and purring softly to her. Nobody had been by Rashida's bedside, she felt sure. She was not the person Lady DuSollier had intended to save. She was not the person Lord Rorenson had been seeking in the horrid lab below Von Ryuko's island. She was not the one the goddess Ma'at wished to commune with, having tried to touch the goddess throughout the trip to Morocco. She was... nothing.</p>
<p>With a gracious nod to the helmetcat, Rashida said, <b>"I hope all is well with your loved one, Duchess. I would accompany you, but I have other things to do. If you will excuse me Duchess, Captain."</b> She withdrew and descended to her cabin, there to extract a long cylinder from its hidden stowage. Slinging the leather tube over one shoulder, she marched determinedly up the ladders to the top deck, where Lady DuSollier leaned on the rail, gazing out across the hills and rooftops of romantic Roma.</p>
<p>Unslinging the tube, she joined Cassie at the rail and thrust the container at her abruptly. <b>"Here. This is not mine. I have tried to use it, but cannot. All it does is vibrate and swivel to face a direction. I think it is pointing to Rashida. The <i>real</i> Rashida. She did not go where I expected, where I told her to go. I can't blame her for not trusting me, though perhaps the goddess rules now."</b> She didn't try to hide the bitterness in her voice. <b>"She trusts you, so I can also trust you to return this to her. I am done here. Tell her... tell her I kept our bargain. Tell her I decoyed Gahiji successfully, but only until he struck me. He knows, as do our enemies, that she is not with you. I tried to protect you, too. It was what <i>she</i> wanted. But I am useless as a decoy any more. And you do not need protection in Rome, back in civilization. Also, I have no wish to meet Lord Rorenson now that I know what I am. Here. Give this to Rashida."</b> Rashida thrust the tube into Cassie's hands.</p>Rashida watched the graceful helmetcat approach along the deck rail, heedless of the long, long drop to the ground. "Oh. Greetings, friends. I was just on my way to check the medical bay," the feline vocalized through her helmet.
The Duchess had been in sick bay when Rashida had awakened there, fully restored to proper function. The helmetcat sat on the bunk of a similarly helmeted tuxedo cat, gently licking the unconscious cat's face and purring softly to her. Nobody had been by Rashida's...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2015-01-15T21:21:46ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=39#19062015-01-15T19:30:13Z2015-01-15T19:30:13Z<p>Rashida continues to stroke Sam, oddly comforted by the helmetcat's rumbling purr, almost as if she were in the company of the Duchess again. In the meantime, her thoughs and the goddess' war within her head.</p>
<p>Through her own melange of fear, hope, and joy, Rashida clearly sensed Ma'at's astonishment and even outrage. <i>This cannot be! It cannot be allowed!</i> the divine being clearly thought, before suddenly disappearing. Apparently, the goddess had the means to cloister her thoughts. Or had she withdrawn? Rashida could not be certain, but she felt more alone now than she had for the past week.</p>
<p><b>"Sam... you mean that Taraz and I... we're, uh... I'm... uh...?"</b> Rashida timidly and inarticulately asked the helmetcat, feeling certain this was the meaning yet not sure she was properly understanding.</p>Rashida continues to stroke Sam, oddly comforted by the helmetcat's rumbling purr, almost as if she were in the company of the Duchess again. In the meantime, her thoughs and the goddess' war within her head.
Through her own melange of fear, hope, and joy, Rashida clearly sensed Ma'at's astonishment and even outrage. This cannot be! It cannot be allowed! the divine being clearly thought, before suddenly disappearing. Apparently, the goddess had the means to cloister her thoughts. Or had she...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2015-01-15T19:30:13ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=39#19042015-01-15T16:53:20Z2015-01-15T16:53:20Z<p><b>"Wha---?</b> Rashida barely catches the helmetcat, firms up her support of the feline, and caresses his back, stunned.</p>
<p><b>"Wha---?</b> Ma'at simultaneously said, as both came to understand the import of the helmetcat's words at the identical moment.</p>
<p><b>"But... that's impossible!"</b> they said/thought in unison.</p>"Wha---? Rashida barely catches the helmetcat, firms up her support of the feline, and caresses his back, stunned.
"Wha---? Ma'at simultaneously said, as both came to understand the import of the helmetcat's words at the identical moment.
"But... that's impossible!" they said/thought in unison.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2015-01-15T16:53:20ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=39#19022015-01-15T05:18:31Z2015-01-15T05:18:31Z<p><b>"Never fear, it is natural for cats to be impertinent. Their disorder is part of the order of things, if that makes sense to you. But I digress, perhaps to delay the inevitable. Bide a moment."</b> The beautiful woman's eyes unfocused from the helmetcat and stared into unfathomable distances.</p>
<p><i>Rashida roused reluctantly from a dream of warmth and love. The goddess wanted her. Was it the clergy at last? But no. <b>"A messenger for you, Rashida. One of Bast's helmeted servants."</b> Rashida found herself surprisingly refreshed after the enforced nap, though a base of grief ran through her mind which would not be banished for a long time, if ever.</i></p>
<p>Rashida returned to her body with the joyous thought <i>"The Duchess! Surely it is she!"</i> But her eyes registered a different feline, helmeted entirely (to her) oddly. Still, its presence here was interesting, exciting. A message...?</p>
<p><b>"Greetings. I am Rashida. I fear I do not know you, Sir Cat. Are you a relative of my friend, the Duchess Kittington?"</b> Though nothing had blatantly changed about the golden woman standing before him, the helmetcat could see the change when the one called Rashida spoke. The eyes... it was the eyes. They had become human, both in look and expression, and lost that vast dispassion that the goddess necessarily carried. Yes, this was Rashida, as she said. Of that, there could be no doubt. Just as there was no doubt that Ma'at still remained, quiescent but present.</p>"Never fear, it is natural for cats to be impertinent. Their disorder is part of the order of things, if that makes sense to you. But I digress, perhaps to delay the inevitable. Bide a moment." The beautiful woman's eyes unfocused from the helmetcat and stared into unfathomable distances.
Rashida roused reluctantly from a dream of warmth and love. The goddess wanted her. Was it the clergy at last? But no. "A messenger for you, Rashida. One of Bast's helmeted servants." Rashida found herself...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2015-01-15T05:18:31ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=38#19002015-01-15T04:30:19Z2015-01-15T04:30:19Z<p>The thread of consciousness connecting Rashida's person to Ma'at proper twinged, alerting Ma'at that something was happening on that fragment of Geb the natives now called "Earth". Satisfied that her other selves were functioning properly, she opened her real eyes to survey the room and study the great figures enthroned there. All sat quietly, some with eyes closed, some with eyes glinting as their consciousness focused momentarily upon their primary body. Ma'at's eyes closed once more as she turned her attention to Earth.</p>
<p>A surprise awaited there, where no delegation of bright-clad cardinals or solemn bishops approached. Instead, seated near her feet, a helmeted tabby cat smiled with eyes nearly slitted closed. Ma'at nearly smiled herself at the emissary of one she considered an ally and inclined her head slightly in greeting as she used the brain of this body to replay the words of the helmetcat so she could formulate a reply to his request.</p>
<p><b>"Child of Bast,"</b> she said softly, <b>"It is good to see you here again. I'm certain it has been a long time since we last met, considering that my kind has been kept from this place for centuries. You are well come. But you say your message is for Rashida, more properly named my guest than my host? I am surprised. Does Bast have no word for me here?"</b></p>
<p>The goddess tilted her head curiously and regarded the smiling helmetcat. <b>"I can awaken the child Rashida. She has had some... ill news lately and has been distraught. Perhaps your message will distract her, whether good or bad. You do realize that whatever you tell her, I will know?"</b></p>The thread of consciousness connecting Rashida's person to Ma'at proper twinged, alerting Ma'at that something was happening on that fragment of Geb the natives now called "Earth". Satisfied that her other selves were functioning properly, she opened her real eyes to survey the room and study the great figures enthroned there. All sat quietly, some with eyes closed, some with eyes glinting as their consciousness focused momentarily upon their primary body. Ma'at's eyes closed once more as she...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2015-01-15T04:30:19ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=38#18972015-01-11T22:57:15Z2015-01-11T22:57:15Z<div class="messageboard-quotee">Two weeks ago wrote:</div><blockquote><br />
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The Swiss Guard, resplendant in their gaudy red uniforms, had cleared the Basilica of tourists and clergy alike. Still Rashida stood stock-still under the dome near the altar, her illumination turning the gilt artwork to fire. It had been two hours since Ma'at had revealed herself, and the only response had been to clear the hall. Rashida's legs shook from standing motionless for so long, and she worried that she might faint, yet Ma'at retained control and kept her there, motionless.</p>
<p><i>You worry too much, child. This is not your old human body, remember. It is partly mine and can endure much more than you suspect. Forget your frailties. You will find what you need to know when the time comes.</i> Ma'at's internal voice felt amused. <i>Were you not protected with your brother's manikin attempted your life? You would not have known that power had you continued to hide behind the human you are so fond of.</i> A rill of laughter flowed through her head. <i>'White knight' indeed. It amuses me that you, of all people, sought a protector in the Baron's games. Had you allowed our communion earlier, the game would have ended sooner, with all guests safe... unless they brought evil with them.</i></p>
<p>A wave of comfort answered Rashida's sudden despair. <i>It is not your fault. This thing that has been done to you should never have happened. You, of all people, are blameless in this situation.</i></p>
<p><i>I could have reached you sooner, goddess.</i></p>
<p>Ma'at sighed. <i>This was difficult for you because you are a complete person. When this body was made for me, it was mine to inhabit with nobody to displace. I do appreciate the knowledge that you bear, but the cost for it was high... and will go higher still, I fear. For this body, dear child, is mine, and has been for many centuries. Your time may be, shall we say, limited. At least, as you are now.</i></p>
<p>Rashida's confusion at this statement was evident to the goddess. <i>You will not die, of course. But the longer I use this body as a conduit, the more you and I will... merge? It is not the best word. I would leave you to your life if I could, but the fate of the world is at stake. I must be present here to try to safeguard this place, and my own home. If the balance tips in this place, it will spread.</i></p>
<p><i>Merge? What do you mean?</i> Rashida knew her response was alarmed, nearly panicky, but could hide nothing of her heart and mind from the goddess. She felt a trickle of sweat slide lazily from between her shoulder blades along the curve of her spine, down to the small of her back, but Ma'at prevented her from reacting to the discomfort.</p>
<p>The goddess was a long time in replying, and Rashida could sense a complex mingling of sadness, regret, and resignation before the answer. <i>As the neural pathways of this body align to my presence, you will become more... me. Less the person you once were. You will learn what I know and how to function, and will take on more of my personality than your own. It is inevitable.</i></p>
<p><i>Wait. My thoughts will change... my feelings? What about...?</i> Images flashed through Rashida's mind faster than conscious thought - her old confederacy to undermine the Massris, the new friends she had made among the nobles, the ones who had become very dear to her, especially...</p>
<p><i>Your lover, Taraz... I see your fear. Yes, I have no more regard for him than for any other being here. I care for you all, but fairly, evenly. I am here to bring balance, reward virtue, and punish evil. I am not here to be a friend or a lover. Neither shall you be.</i></p>
<p>At Rashida's fresh wash of despair and grief, Ma'at continued, as though to comfort her. <i>It is better this way, child. Your body is not human, as I said. This man you love... you cannot give him the kind of home or family one of your kind seeks or deserves in their natural course of life. You can, of course, take lovers and serve their and your own desires, but you cannot give any mere human a family. Only with one of our own can you reproduce, and that is forbidden. It is not fair to this man to be saddled with such a life when another could give him everything he needs.</i></p>
<p>A pause.</p>
<p><i>I see you are not comforted. I am truly sorry. This should never have happened, but what is done is done. I will shut you away from this body for while lest it leave my control and grieve openly. Such a thing would not do here. Go then, and try to find peace. I will return you here when something happens. Rashida, I would be your partner here on Earth, to work with you to set things right. Sometimes, higher callings interfere with our wants. Sometimes, we hurt. Now go.</i></p>
<p>And the darkness swallowed both Rashida and her grief.
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</blockquote><p>Two weeks ago wrote:The Swiss Guard, resplendant in their gaudy red uniforms, had cleared the Basilica of tourists and clergy alike. Still Rashida stood stock-still under the dome near the altar, her illumination turning the gilt artwork to fire. It had been two hours since Ma'at had revealed herself, and the only response had been to clear the hall. Rashida's legs shook from standing motionless for so long, and she worried that she might faint, yet Ma'at retained control and kept her there,...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2015-01-11T22:57:15ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=38#18962015-01-11T17:50:25Z2015-01-11T17:50:25Z<p>An involuntary smile flickers across Rashida's normally placid face as the apellation "Cleo" registers. Turning from the rising sun and the gilded rooftops and domes of the Eternal City, she surveys the young man, still somehow scruffy and unkempt even in uniform.</p>
<p>"<b><i>Captain</i></b>," she drawls ironically, then pauses a moment, remembering.
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<div class="messageboard-quotee">The Chase Ends wrote:</div><blockquote><br />
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Lord Ritter's face had paled even as they approached their quarry, now turning as if an animal at bay. From her spot on deck, watching the pursuit, Rashida could hear a loud hissing and clang from the ship ahead, then a rising whine of electronics powering up. Vorian whirled to face the command deck.</p>
<p><b>"Squirrel!"</b> the nobleman shouted to the young man on the bridge, <b>"Don't let <i>Virago</i> get a bead on us, or we're done for! The firing port is in the bow, there!"</b> His outstretched finger indicated a strange opening just below the figurehead of the lead ship, just now coming hard about to line up with <i>Phantom</i>.</p>
<p>The street rat had hesitated only a moment, rapidly sizing up the turning <i>Virago</i>. <b><span class=messageboard-bigger>"A'ight, hard to starboard, props to full. Keep us out of line of dat ting!</b></span> Squirrel turned to give rapid-fire orders to two of the bridge crew, who immediately hustled up the rope ladder into the giant gasbag keeping <i>Phantom</i> aloft. The ship turned with agonizing slowness, barely staying ahead of <i>Virago</i>'s aim for the minute or so it took the crewmen to enter the ship's main balloon compartment and disappear. <b><span class=messageboard-bigger>"ALL STOP!"</span></b> yelled their scruffy captain, and <i>Phantom</i> drifted on the wind, slowing now that the propellors were idle. <i>Virago</i>'s gun port swung inexorably on target until it pointed at <i>Phantom</i>'s midships, propellors whirring hard to hold its aim on the pursuing ship.</p>
<p><b>"What are you doing!? She's lining up a shot, I tell you!"</b> Rashida had panicked at the alarm evident in Vorians' voice, but Squirrel had only skewered Lord Ritter with an icy glare, standing firm on the bridge until the audible whine from <i>Virago</i> scaled up into painful frequencies. <b>"God, she's going to..."</b></p>
<p><i>Phantom</i>'s first mate cut off Vorian's cry of despair with a ringing shout of <i><b><span class=messageboard-bigger>"FIRE!"</span></b></i>. Twin reports from inside <i>Virago</i>'s bag were immediately succeeded by two louder <i><b>POP</b></i>s and the whistling of gas venting from the bag's outer shell. <i>Virago</i>, deprived of a tenth of its buoyancy, immediately plummeted twenty feet, as if a giant had swatted it downward, jarring nobles and crew alike from their feet, except for the nimble helmetcat. Almost simultaneously, there was an enormous <i><b><span class=messageboard-bigger>BOOM!</span></b></i> from <i>Virago</i>, and something roared between <i>Phantom</i> and her gas bag faster than anyone could possibly see, heating the air to oven-like temperatures and snapping some of the suspension cables, but missing both the ship and its gigantic balloon.</p>
<p><i>Virago</i> immediately (for an airship) began moving straight toward <i>Phantom</i>, descending as she came on, as if to ram <i>Phantom</i> broadside, propellors whirring furiously to impel the gigantic lighter-than-air ship into motion. Another hiss/clunk was audible, and Vorian's knuckles tightened on his cane as he and the rest of the people on deck struggled to their feet. <i>Do it, ignorant savages. Destroy my ship, if you must, but destroy yourselves, too,</i> he muttered within Rashida's enhanced hearing.</p>
<p>The nobleman knew what the ship's horrid captain and first mate did not, what none of the impressed Moroccans knew, and what the few remaining <i>Virago</i> crewmen would never tell their hijackers - that a second firing of the great railgun would destroy it, and possibly the ship. As <i>Virago</i> came on, lining up the killing shot, the electronics whined up the scale into the ultrasonic. <b>"Ritter! What now?"</b> the young captain had called, but Vorian had given him a relaxed wave of reassurance, more relaxed than he doubtless truly felt. The next tremendous report from <i>Virago</i> was truly explosive, tearing apart the entire midships, a few screaming bodies plummeting gracefully to the sand far below. The cabin bobbed and rocked in the aftermath, but it held together, as did its suspension cables. Crippled but maintaining buoyancy and momentum, the great ship continued on its course towards <i>Phantom</i>, intent on ramming, despite the steam hissing from its gaping midships, bundles of pipes and wires dangling like horrid viscera from a fatal wound.</p>
<p><b>"My mother. Oh no..."</b> The noble helmetcat's fur suddenly puffed in alarm and she dashed up the ladder to the bridge, helmet's vocal apparatus at full volume to be heard over the cacophany of the two ships' stresses. <b>"Captain! My mother lives in the 'brains' of that ship. Should it touch ours, she can move to control this one. This is something we definitely do not want. It must not happen, or we all die. Unless I can control her. Which I'm not certain I can."</b></p>
<p>The young first mate blinked for a moment, then roared to his crew, <b><span class=messageboard-bigger>"All a' ya, listen up! Deploy oars! Row us outta da way o' dat ting! Spring, ya sheep-head, spring! Spring, muttonchops! Spring and break yer backs. Ya nobles - spring, too! Take an oar! Spring, all of ya, spring yer eyes out!"</span></b></p>
<p>At the first shout of <i>Deploy oars!</i>, crewmen dashed along <i>Phantom</i>'s sides, unfastening the cleverly stowed wind-oars from their place along the rail, while the pilot pulled a great lever that deployed other banks of oars from the hull. Once out, tremendous steamwork mechanisms within the ship began sweeping the shafts forward, then back, the oars automatically unfolding on the fore-stroke to catch the hot desert wind and use it to propel the ship forward, the entire ship shuddering with the stress of the mechanism.</p>
<p><i>Interesting. He's got a good grounding in the classics,</i> Rashida thought, curious. But when an oar was deployed near her, she instinctively jumped to obey the young man's orders and pulled at it with a good will, enjoying the unaccustomed feeling of strength rippling through her frame. <i>Perhaps being partly mechanical - what is that called, anyway? - is a good thing after all. I'm certainly stronger than my human body ever was.</i>
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</blockquote><p>She'd watched in awe as this young man had transformed as if by magic from a street urchin to a figure of power and command, voice ringing across the decks as if he were born to be a leader of many men. He had certainly saved the ship that day, even if they had not been able to move <i>Phantom</i> fast enough to be out of range of the leap of the great cat waiting hunched at <i>Virago</i>'s rail for the point of closest approach. He did not deserve the ironic title 'Captain'. He deserved the real thing.
<p>She straightens and gives him a solemn nod and serious greeting. <b>"Captain Squirrel. I am well, thanks to you. We haven't spoken since... you saved us from that horrid cannon and from that mad helmetcat's spirit."</b> Placing one manicured hand at her throat, she bows slightly at the waist. <b>"My thanks. It was well done. You truly are <i>Phantom</i>'s captain now." </b></p>An involuntary smile flickers across Rashida's normally placid face as the apellation "Cleo" registers. Turning from the rising sun and the gilded rooftops and domes of the Eternal City, she surveys the young man, still somehow scruffy and unkempt even in uniform.
"Captain," she drawls ironically, then pauses a moment, remembering.
The Chase Ends wrote:Lord Ritter's face had paled even as they approached their quarry, now turning as if an animal at bay. From her spot on deck, watching the...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2015-01-11T17:50:25ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=38#18852014-12-16T06:08:30Z2014-12-16T06:08:30Z<p>The clack of her heels echoed through the great stone room beneath the Dome of St. Peters in the heart of Rome. Fashion-conscious Romans stared at the Egyptian, clothed in traditional pleated linen garb, gold jewelry, and heavy, stylized makeup. <i>I'm not supposed to be here!</i> Rashida thought, looking around the imposing edifice with great curiousity and some little panic. <i>All will be well, child,</i> said the other voice in her head, the one that had been with her ever since that night on the train.</p>
<div class="messageboard-quotee">On the Alpine Express wrote:</div><blockquote></p>
<p>Rashida closed her cabin door and leaned against it with relief. After all the turmoil in the city and the crowds on the vehicle, solitude was most welcome. Her sloe-eyed gaze drifted to the window, where the slightest band of pale rose lingered along the horizon, seen in a glimpse through a broad mountain pass, and she wondered if Cassie were watching this sunset as well. She trusted she had left her friends in good hands, at least, and their huge group would be an event in tiny Siwa. No, if she wanted to get to the heart of the Massri mystery, she needed to visit Siwa alone. Siwa, where she had been born, so long ago. Siwa, where she was recruited by the Massris and the Massri rebels. Siwa, where she had left her parents and siblings behind, and where the mechanical Rashida thought the key to the rebellion and its betrayal lay.</p>
<p>She took her time disrobing and performing evening ablutions. This body, human though it looked, was something more. Her long training had taught her to respect it as an actual temple, and the habit remained, shaped long ago in this world but a short few months ago in her mind and memories. Stripping off her clothing, she moved gracefully through a series of cat-like stretches that ensured her body remained limber while helping her mind calm and center. After a brief shower, she began her daily grooming routine. Without her servants, the process took a good two hours as she shaped and repolished nails, painstakingly removed any stray hairs that marred the golden-bronze expanse of her skin, buffed off any roughened spots on feet or hands, and glazed her body with a coating of expensive oil. Her scrutiny in the mirror contained nothing of pride, but more the careful examination of a craftsman checking her work. </p>
<p>Next, she washed her hair, dried the gleaming tresses, anointed those while damp with a different exotic oil, and plaited them carefully into a close yet elaborate hairdo suitable for sleeping. She ignored the ache in shoulders and arms as she plaited, bound, and pinned hair into place. Finally, she smoothed the makeup from her face, carefully removing every trace before washing with clear soap and dabbing on yet another expensive cream. A last look brought a smile to the image in the mirror as she paused to run her hands down her body in wonder. <i>I knew I would inhabit a goddess, but never expected this!</i> Chuckling slightly at her own light-mindedness, she shrugged a gauzy shift on over her head, draping a matching robe about her shoulders and securing it all with a broad satin sash.</p>
<p>She sat gingerly on the edge of the bed, testing the mattress and disliking the idea that she had to sleep where others had slept before, the unyielding mattress increasing her discomfort. Stars stood bright in the blackness outside the window. <i>Perhaps I should wait,</i> she thought as she rose and opened a travel case, lifting out a tray to expose the vials nestled in soft satin below. Her long, brown fingers caressed the glass as she calculated the time to arrival at her destination. <i>I should start now, though, in case the timing is not exact with these new extracts.</i> Satisfied with that excuse, she began the preparation, mixing, sniffing, and drawing the resulting product into a syringe. Recalling the discomfort of the mattress, she piled pillows, clothes, bedcovers - anything soft - onto the bed before reclining and using the syringe.</p>
<p>The drugs took hold, drawing her under harshly and abruptly. She tried to relax into the experience, holding the face of a dark, laughing-eyed man in her mind, but something was not right. This mixture was not the accustomed dose. Almost, she felt his presence. Almost, she was able to nestle close to her beloved, bodies separated by miles, but minds touching, closer than any two ordinary people could be. Almost...</p>
<p>But a golden glow grew brighter, washing out the man's face, blinding her mind's eye. <i>Ah, child, you reach out, but not to me. Were you not taught better? I indulged your preferences once. But matters more serious than your dalliance are pressing. You have avoided me long enough. Now you will show me what you know. Now you will do <b>my</b> bidding.</i> And her will was swept away easily, as a flood sweeps a feather, carried on the current of an alien mind and will. Her mental cry, <i>Taraz!</i>, fell into the vast emptiness of the universe, and she was swallowed up.
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</blockquote><p><i>This is a mistake,</i> Rashida declared mentally, trying to make the alien goddess understand, <i>They cannot help you here.</i> But Ma'at did not deign to answer. Rashida felt the heat as her skin began to glow, feeling like molten metal sheathing her body, eyes burning as they, too, took on an otherworldly light. The tremendous pressure of the goddess' presence burst forth, filling the dome with golden light, casting a tall, black shadow of a winged woman stretching back towards the doors. Rashida could see people turning to stare but was helpless to control anything about her body as the goddess exerted her will.
<p><span class=messageboard-bigger><b>"I am Ma'at, seeker of truth, bringer of justice. This world is in peril. I would speak to the God of this place, ruler of this world. Hidden One, come forth! For we must ally to protect your world, else it be destroyed, and the universe with it. Come forth! I, Ma'at, demand an audience!"</b></span></p>The clack of her heels echoed through the great stone room beneath the Dome of St. Peters in the heart of Rome. Fashion-conscious Romans stared at the Egyptian, clothed in traditional pleated linen garb, gold jewelry, and heavy, stylized makeup. I'm not supposed to be here! Rashida thought, looking around the imposing edifice with great curiousity and some little panic. All will be well, child, said the other voice in her head, the one that had been with her ever since that night on the
...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2014-12-16T06:08:30ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=38#18842014-12-16T04:54:42Z2014-12-16T04:54:42Z<p>The great airship's engines change pitch, making Rashida aware of their constant thrum for the first time in hours. Her cabin, though ornate and luxurious, is tiny, and she finds the enclosed space suddenly stifling. A peek out the cracked door shows the passageway empty, so she slips out and up the ladder to the deck. The glow of the rising sun reflects bright gold from the rooftops and domes of the city on the horizon. Ruby lips curve in a smile at the glorious vista. <i>Would that I could paint a view like this. I could make my way alone in the world with such talent.</i></p>
<p>A glance around the ship's deck shows crewmen on duty and -- <i>oh, dear</i> -- the slender, auburn-haired Frenchwoman on the bridge, doubtless admiring the sunrise as well. Rashida frowns. She had avoided Cassie as much as possible, right up until the fiasco in Morocco, when the fearless adventuress had gone haring after the fleeing figure of Gahiji. Rashida knew in her heart that the monster was luring the dancer away from the support of the party, and, filled with terror of what Lord Rorenson might do if any harm came to a friend, Rashida had followed, intent on protecting Cassie from one of the more monstrous of her family.</p>
<p>When she had caught up and come upon the scene of the... <i>struggle?</i>... pure animal instinct had kicked in, and she threw herself upon the man-lion, wrapped in mortal combat... <i> or something</i>... with the dancer. Ignorant of martial arts, unschooled in battle, her body had nonetheless responded with lightning-quick, fearsome blows, momentarily forcing Gahiji back. But she was no match for a hardened warrior with the heart of a predator. A quick feint and whistling slash of claws laid open her side from waist to knee, revealing to all of them the bright metal of her skeleton, the pistons and pulleys, miracles of clockwork engineering, that motivated that frame, and the leaking of fluids and air from her power systems. Horrified, she had looked to Cassie, only to see the delicate features of the dancer's face harden into an expression of, perhaps, revulsion.</p>
<p>Rashida's mind was unprepared for the sight and her body's systems were thrown out of balance by the sudden need to close off leaking hydraulics and begin repairing the oversheath of flesh. The world faded to blackness as Gahiji's laugh rang in her ears.</p>
<p>She awoke back at the ship, nearly healed, uncertain of how she had gotten back there or who was aware of who -- what -- she was. Nobody had inquired as to her health, and everyone seemed publically polite, but somehow, she never found herself alone with anyone to hold a probing conversation. Shutting herself up in her cabin, she fumed, not needing to sleep or eat, gears turning both figuratively and literally.</p>
<p><i>I did not ask for this. I was human until put into this... shell. I was a pawn as a human and am one now. Who made me, and why? What did they expect me to do? What I told Lord Rorenson... it was true. I was Rashida, then. I know the difference now. She has the body of a goddess, I have one of steel and springs.</i> Leaning against the rail and looking out over the ancient city, Rashida felt hope dawning like the new day. <i>But I have harmed nobody. I am not needed, as I cannot be the conduit to the goddess. I have done my duty and protected Rashida's friends. Why should I continue this farce in shame and misery? Perhaps here, I can strike out on my own. I have the best education Massri money can buy. Mayhap Gahiji thinks me destroyed and the Massris will not seek me out. Maybe here, I can make a life for myself, alone if need be, but free of the machinations of the great houses and the gods.</i> A thread of pity for the Rashida-of-flesh crept into her thoughts, but she shrugged it off. <i>Her fate is hers. Mine is mine. A few more hours, and I can be free.</i> Another smile curled her perfect blood-red lips, and she dared another glance up at the Frenchwoman on the bridge. <i>Free!</i></p>The great airship's engines change pitch, making Rashida aware of their constant thrum for the first time in hours. Her cabin, though ornate and luxurious, is tiny, and she finds the enclosed space suddenly stifling. A peek out the cracked door shows the passageway empty, so she slips out and up the ladder to the deck. The glow of the rising sun reflects bright gold from the rooftops and domes of the city on the horizon. Ruby lips curve in a smile at the glorious vista. Would that I could...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2014-12-16T04:54:42ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=38#18702014-09-10T00:57:24Z2014-09-10T00:57:24Z<p>Rashida waves the steward with the brandy over to Cassie. <b>"This might be a good time to call it a night. I believe this performance has given us all much to think about."</b> Her face is a calm mask, but she keeps her hands folded together so they do not reveal any inner tension.</p>
<p>Alyce laughs. <b>"Bed? How can you think of it, when there's so much to see, so much to do!?"</b> She rises and spreads her arms wide, still laughing. <b>"I'm off to the deck to look over the world. <i>Our</i> world!"</b> Holding out a hand to Ralph, she gifts the urchin with a radiant smile. <b>"What about you, Squirrel?"</b></p>
<p><i>"Ah, the misplaced confidence of youth,"</i> Rashida murmurs too low for any but Cassie and Vorian to hear, <i>"Were we ever like that?"</i></p>Rashida waves the steward with the brandy over to Cassie. "This might be a good time to call it a night. I believe this performance has given us all much to think about." Her face is a calm mask, but she keeps her hands folded together so they do not reveal any inner tension.
Alyce laughs. "Bed? How can you think of it, when there's so much to see, so much to do!?" She rises and spreads her arms wide, still laughing. "I'm off to the deck to look over the world. Our world!" Holding out a hand...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2014-09-10T00:57:24ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=38#18682014-09-09T18:45:43Z2014-09-09T18:45:43Z<p><b>"Yes. Indeed,"</b> Rashida murmurs to Cassie, <b>"Most... <i>intriguing</i>. I would like to understand exactly what happened."</b> Seeing the hand holding the brandy shaking, she swiftly sets the snifter and oins the applause, hoping the other woman has not noticed the trembling.</p>
<p><b>"I saw... the past. Somebody's past, anyway."</b> She clamps her lips shut when her voice proves as shaky as her hands.</p>"Yes. Indeed," Rashida murmurs to Cassie, "Most... intriguing. I would like to understand exactly what happened." Seeing the hand holding the brandy shaking, she swiftly sets the snifter and oins the applause, hoping the other woman has not noticed the trembling.
"I saw... the past. Somebody's past, anyway." She clamps her lips shut when her voice proves as shaky as her hands.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2014-09-09T18:45:43ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=38#18612014-08-26T18:26:11Z2014-08-26T18:26:11Z<p>A final chord is still ringing through the theater when Rashida starts from her long reverie... daydream? vision? Whatever it was, her mind was left tinged with nightmare unease and strange discomfort.</p>
<p>The helmetcat still sits on her perch above the stage, looking like a statue but for the a tiny flick of her tailtip, regular as a metronome, which gradually stills as the music ends. Her spotlight slowly fades as the house lights gradually rise, swapping the performers and audience for the moment.</p>
<p>Rashida looks to her fellows as they become visible. All bear a stunned, bemused, or tearful visage. Pressing a stud on the arm of her seat, Rashida is able to croak 'brandy' into the tiny horn nearby which would carry her voice to the attending staff.</p>
<p>Before long, wait-sailors are circulating with small snifters, offering refreshments to the still-recovering listeners. Rashida swigs hers once with very little decorum, then lets the burning liquid reunite her senses with her frame. She turns to Cassie, noting the hair fallen over the woman's pale face. "So... what did you think of the performance?"</p>A final chord is still ringing through the theater when Rashida starts from her long reverie... daydream? vision? Whatever it was, her mind was left tinged with nightmare unease and strange discomfort.
The helmetcat still sits on her perch above the stage, looking like a statue but for the a tiny flick of her tailtip, regular as a metronome, which gradually stills as the music ends. Her spotlight slowly fades as the house lights gradually rise, swapping the performers and audience for the...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2014-08-26T18:26:11ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=38#18582013-11-17T23:20:19Z2013-11-17T23:20:19Z<p>[Spoiler omitted]</p>[Spoiler omitted]Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-11-17T23:20:19ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=38#18512013-10-31T12:43:09Z2013-10-31T12:43:09Z<p>Rashida sits entranced as Meows builds the musical tapestry. <i>This is like the great pipe organ in the concert hall, only so much better!</i> she thinks, amazed that one person could control all the devices so perfectly in a single, unified performance.</p>
<p>Then the helmetcat's natural voice penetrates through the mechanical music, and it all falls away...</p>
<p>[Spoiler omitted]</p>Rashida sits entranced as Meows builds the musical tapestry. This is like the great pipe organ in the concert hall, only so much better! she thinks, amazed that one person could control all the devices so perfectly in a single, unified performance.
Then the helmetcat's natural voice penetrates through the mechanical music, and it all falls away...
[Spoiler omitted]Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-10-31T12:43:09ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=37#18462013-10-14T17:53:55Z2013-10-14T17:53:55Z<p>Cassie's words ring in Rashida's head as the young woman stares at the stage without seeing the show. <i>"The best way to combat death... is to live life. To enjoy it to the fullest. It is too easy to withdraw, to hide, to slip away into the darkness."</i> That thought chases others in circles in her mind. <i>But what if the only way to live is to slip away? And what if the only way to live <b>right</b> is to risk that life? Still, what do I owe any others? Should I allow myself to be a pawn in their games? Or am I already one, thinking I am changing the game while doing their bidding?</i></p>
<p>Soon, unbidden, the face of a young man intrudes into the circle of cogitation, one who she had met at the Baron's and who had changed her life forever. Realizing where her thoughts have wandered, she gives herself a mental shake and looks around, surprised to see Cassie seated with Vorian and the man on stage taking bows. <i>When did Ritter arrive?</i> Unwilling to spill her drink, she taps a foot on the parquet as the others clap their appreciation of the jongleur's skills. Her brief, uncertain hesitation at joining the seated duo proves fatal to that plan, as the house lights darken completely and a bright circle of light appears onstage, the hissing of the limelight the only sound in the theater beyond the distant rumble of the ship's engines, more felt in the gut and bone than heard.</p>
<p>Rattling, a man clad in a brown morning coat, starched brown shirt, dark brown waistcoat, and striped brown trousers steps stiffly from behind the curtains to stage right, tendrils of steam leaking from under the brown bowler hat atop the rigidly erect figure. Stopping near the edge of the stage, the bent-armed form executes a soldier's right-face, spinning ninety degrees to face the audience. A very human right eye surveys the theater while a brightly polished gear spins in place of the left. His right hand rises stiffly to his hat brim. When he jerkily raises the bowler to salute the audience, a complex of spinning gears is where his cranium should be. The lips form the shape of a smile as the mouth opens.</p>
<p><b>"Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome,"</b> a voice booms through the theater, slightly out of sync with the movements of the man's mouth, <b>"Gluklich zu sehen, je suis enchante, happy to see you. Mein Damen und Herren, mesdames et messieurs, ladies and gentlemen! Guden Abend, bon soir, good evening! Leave your troubles outside. So, life is disappointing? Forget it! We have no troubles here! Not here, where the Divine Duchess graces us with her song!"</b></p>
<p>With a racheting flourish, his left hand flies up to point at the top of a stone tower sliding out noiselessly from stage left, where a second spot lights a tiny ledge there, empty of any occupants. While Rashida's eyes seek the helmetcat's form in the new spotlight, there comes a huge clatter, and the mechanical M.C. falls into a heap of gears and springs, tiny, glinting parts rolling across the stage while a few bounce out into the vacant front seats. Two youths in ship's uniforms dash onstage with brooms and pans, glancing at the audience with some alarm, and sweep up the hapless creation while the spots dim, the one on the stage winking out while the light at the top of the tower remains barely visible. Darkness fills the theater.</p>Cassie's words ring in Rashida's head as the young woman stares at the stage without seeing the show. "The best way to combat death... is to live life. To enjoy it to the fullest. It is too easy to withdraw, to hide, to slip away into the darkness." That thought chases others in circles in her mind. But what if the only way to live is to slip away? And what if the only way to live right is to risk that life? Still, what do I owe any others? Should I allow myself to be a pawn in their games?...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-10-14T17:53:55ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=37#18332013-09-18T16:32:11Z2013-09-18T16:32:11Z<p><b>"Not so much,"</b> Rashida murmurs softly to her companion as the lights dim, <b>"Though I may know more of death than most, as it turns out."</b> Despite her light tone, the cords on her arms stand out as her muscles tense without her realization.</p>
<p>She remains standing as the curtain rises, watching the performance from the floor behind the small, tiered seating area, face impassive and attention obviously far away.</p>"Not so much," Rashida murmurs softly to her companion as the lights dim, "Though I may know more of death than most, as it turns out." Despite her light tone, the cords on her arms stand out as her muscles tense without her realization.
She remains standing as the curtain rises, watching the performance from the floor behind the small, tiered seating area, face impassive and attention obviously far away.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-09-18T16:32:11ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=37#18292013-09-14T01:29:28Z2013-09-14T01:29:28Z<p><b>"You think there are no gods? I think you are wrong. Once something is so far beyond us that we cannot rationally explain its power, it may as well be a god, don't you think?"</b> Rashida quirks an eyebrow right back at the graceful dancer, <b>"But then, that implies that if we know more than others and can put that knowledge to use, we can be as gods. A heady thought. What god would you be, hmm? Goddess of dance and death?"</b> Rashida's dark eyes dart to Cassie's for a moment before returning to the stage.</p>"You think there are no gods? I think you are wrong. Once something is so far beyond us that we cannot rationally explain its power, it may as well be a god, don't you think?" Rashida quirks an eyebrow right back at the graceful dancer, "But then, that implies that if we know more than others and can put that knowledge to use, we can be as gods. A heady thought. What god would you be, hmm? Goddess of dance and death?" Rashida's dark eyes dart to Cassie's for a moment before returning to the...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-09-14T01:29:28ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=37#18272013-09-11T18:44:12Z2013-09-11T18:44:12Z<p>Rashida manages a smile for her friend. <b>"I'm sure it's kindly meant, but how do you propose to protect me from those who are gods? You have talent, but you may be a bit out of your league here, Lady DuSollier."</b> She turns to view the stage, which has several crewmen/stagehands moving half-walls and vegetation into place, and sips her drink, a placid smile on her lips.</p>Rashida manages a smile for her friend. "I'm sure it's kindly meant, but how do you propose to protect me from those who are gods? You have talent, but you may be a bit out of your league here, Lady DuSollier." She turns to view the stage, which has several crewmen/stagehands moving half-walls and vegetation into place, and sips her drink, a placid smile on her lips.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-09-11T18:44:12ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=37#18252013-09-09T14:16:07Z2013-09-09T14:16:07Z<p><b>"Well, yes. I've been out of the game so long that I don't know who's who anymore, beyond general family allegiances. And I'm not certain what my own family is up to. What happens if I fall into their hands? Will they welcome me or destroy me?"</b> Her attempt at a smile only gets as far as grimace territory. <b>"So yes, I'm a bit preoccupied. Sorry."</b></p>"Well, yes. I've been out of the game so long that I don't know who's who anymore, beyond general family allegiances. And I'm not certain what my own family is up to. What happens if I fall into their hands? Will they welcome me or destroy me?" Her attempt at a smile only gets as far as grimace territory. "So yes, I'm a bit preoccupied. Sorry."Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-09-09T14:16:07ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=37#18232013-09-05T14:29:11Z2013-09-05T14:29:11Z<p><b>"Don't care for humping it through the desert, hmm?"</b> is Rashida's ribald rejoinder as she sniffs the drink and blinks, then sips it carefully, <b>"I take it you're intimately familiar with the place? Good. Maybe you can find tales of slaughter for us. Sometimes provincials can be quite insular. You could be very valuable here, Lady DuSollier."</b></p>"Don't care for humping it through the desert, hmm?" is Rashida's ribald rejoinder as she sniffs the drink and blinks, then sips it carefully, "I take it you're intimately familiar with the place? Good. Maybe you can find tales of slaughter for us. Sometimes provincials can be quite insular. You could be very valuable here, Lady DuSollier."Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-09-05T14:29:11ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=37#18202013-09-04T17:00:46Z2013-09-04T17:00:46Z<p>Startlement fleetingly flashes across Rashida's visage. <b>"I'm... fairly young. But the Duchess is much younger, I am sure."</b> Bumping Cassie's arm, she almost smiles. <b>"Are you planning on drinking <i>both</i> of those yourself?"</b></p>Startlement fleetingly flashes across Rashida's visage. "I'm... fairly young. But the Duchess is much younger, I am sure." Bumping Cassie's arm, she almost smiles. "Are you planning on drinking both of those yourself?"Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-09-04T17:00:46ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=37#18182013-09-04T13:29:27Z2013-09-04T13:29:27Z<p><b>"I have not had that honor,"</b> Rashida says softly, eyes flicking between Cassie and her shadow, Alyce, <b>"She was not yet born in <i>my</i> day."</b></p>"I have not had that honor," Rashida says softly, eyes flicking between Cassie and her shadow, Alyce, "She was not yet born in my day."Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-09-04T13:29:27ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=37#18162013-08-30T14:51:13Z2013-08-30T14:51:13Z<p>A slender figure in the white uniform of the ship's crew joins the group assembling in the little foyer of the ship's theater. It takes a second look to discern that it is Rashida, who has apparently spent much of the afternoon removing her beaded hairdo, gold fingernail extensions, and heavy makeup. The white uniform shows off her bronzed skin, and the light makeup and simple, pulled-back hairdo make her look like a particularly attractive crewmember.</p>
<p>She pauses a moment in the entryway, then strides toward Cassie and Alyce with a determined look and pace. <b>"Good evening,"</b> she greets them, <b>"You both look wonderful. I can't wait to hear the Duchess sing."</b> Her dark eyes shine from tears or excitement; it is impossible to tell which from her taut expression.</p>A slender figure in the white uniform of the ship's crew joins the group assembling in the little foyer of the ship's theater. It takes a second look to discern that it is Rashida, who has apparently spent much of the afternoon removing her beaded hairdo, gold fingernail extensions, and heavy makeup. The white uniform shows off her bronzed skin, and the light makeup and simple, pulled-back hairdo make her look like a particularly attractive crewmember.
She pauses a moment in the entryway,...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-08-30T14:51:13ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=36#17942013-08-04T20:34:27Z2013-08-04T20:34:27Z<p>Rashida found her way to her private cabin and locked the door behind her, leaning against it wearily. The note at the university had been disappointing. One word - 'Siwa' - and it was what she should have known. After all, it was where everything had started for her, yet not at the heart of the Massri world. In the know, but on the margins. The perfect place for rebellion to foment.</p>
<p><i>Foolish to go there. You will certainly be recognized.</i> Every instinct for self-preservation was at work undermining her confidence as she unpacked her purchases from the previous day. Her long fingers paused to caress the vials from the pharmacist/alchemist. <i>I hope these work properly. Who knows what kind of skill these amateurs have? Still, he works near the University. He must know something of his craft.</i> She set them carefully into a pile of satin in one drawer of the tiny bureau, then settled down on the bed to stare out the window at the passing landscape. </p>
<p><i>Too early to use them,</i> she lied to herself. It was never too early to contact the goddess. It was, however, unlikely that a certain man, laughter in his eyes and a bottle in his hand, would be asleep now, and she was uncertain of this new elixer's ability to take her deep enough to contact his mind while he was awake. She needed to wait until he was bound to be asleep, to touch his drifting, dreaming mind and be with him again in mind and heart, though not in body. She would wait, for now. </p>
<p>Lulled by the gentle swaying of the cabin, she soon drifted into a light slumber.</p>Rashida found her way to her private cabin and locked the door behind her, leaning against it wearily. The note at the university had been disappointing. One word - 'Siwa' - and it was what she should have known. After all, it was where everything had started for her, yet not at the heart of the Massri world. In the know, but on the margins. The perfect place for rebellion to foment.
Foolish to go there. You will certainly be recognized. Every instinct for self-preservation was at work...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-08-04T20:34:27ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=36#17892013-08-01T19:57:23Z2013-08-01T19:57:23Z<p><b>"Particularly since we were denied one by the ruckus at the Clockwork Theater. I was rather vexed about that. Of course, the Duchess might decline to perform for such a small group as ours,"</b> Rashida concludes mournfully. <b>"And for now, I bid you adieu. Until dinnertime, my friends."</b> Bowing gracefully, the Egyptian turns and sweeps from the room.</p>"Particularly since we were denied one by the ruckus at the Clockwork Theater. I was rather vexed about that. Of course, the Duchess might decline to perform for such a small group as ours," Rashida concludes mournfully. "And for now, I bid you adieu. Until dinnertime, my friends." Bowing gracefully, the Egyptian turns and sweeps from the room.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-08-01T19:57:23ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=36#17872013-08-01T01:14:32Z2013-08-01T01:14:32Z<p><b>"Excellent. With luck, we'll get clear of the Alps before sundown and head down the Italian coast. We can stop in Corsica or Sardinia if need be."</b> Rashida ignores the salacious horseplay and moves to the windows, watching the ground fall away as the ship gained altitude. Sighing, she turned back to the room at large.</p>
<p><b>"I don't know about you folks, but yesterday was quite tiring. I'm going back to my cabin to rest further and recuperate, then to the library to do a bit of research. We should meet tomorrow morning, bright and early, to put our heads together and create a plan. That is, unless the Duchess intends to perform on this, her own ship, tonight. I would not miss that."</b></p>"Excellent. With luck, we'll get clear of the Alps before sundown and head down the Italian coast. We can stop in Corsica or Sardinia if need be." Rashida ignores the salacious horseplay and moves to the windows, watching the ground fall away as the ship gained altitude. Sighing, she turned back to the room at large.
"I don't know about you folks, but yesterday was quite tiring. I'm going back to my cabin to rest further and recuperate, then to the library to do a bit of research. We should...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-08-01T01:14:32ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=36#17772013-07-27T19:47:53Z2013-07-27T19:47:53Z<p>Rashida hovers over the map as Cassie points, nearly leaning against the dancer and nodding at Cassie's rumination. <b>"Yes... possibly. I can tell you, though, that Alexandria would be only a stopover - IF they stop there. Gahiji will want to return quickly to the family home with his prizes, once he tires of mayhem. And that, of course, is Thebes. Now, will they go straight across the desert, or hug the coast? It would be easy to say if they were rational, but it seems each has their own particular madness."</b></p>
<p>Cassie and Rashida are jolted together as the ship jumps from its mooring.</p>Rashida hovers over the map as Cassie points, nearly leaning against the dancer and nodding at Cassie's rumination. "Yes... possibly. I can tell you, though, that Alexandria would be only a stopover - IF they stop there. Gahiji will want to return quickly to the family home with his prizes, once he tires of mayhem. And that, of course, is Thebes. Now, will they go straight across the desert, or hug the coast? It would be easy to say if they were rational, but it seems each has their own...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-27T19:47:53ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=36#17742013-07-24T22:17:36Z2013-07-24T22:17:36Z<p><b>"Thank you."</b> Rashida swiftly and neatly rolls up the paper, holding her long, gilt nails clear of the surface, then gives the navigator a nod. <b>"This will be in the guest dining room if you have need of it,"</b> she tells the uniformed woman. Her long, white gown swirls around her bronze legs as she strides rapidly from the room, barely glancing at the impressive view from the wrap-around windows of the bridge. Outside, the blue sky and sparkling water are a jarring frame to the smoldering wreckage of the Grand Hotel.</p>
<p>She re-enters the dining room right after Alice, who dashes up to Cassie. <b>"Squirrel is back on board. We met him near the foot of the ramp. He said he had to get something from town, but he's ready to go. I think all of us are... ma'am."</b> She finishes softly as Rashida unrolls the map across the largest table.</p>
<p><b>"Somebody conversant with geography come here and help me,"</b> Rashida demands, <b>"Where on here is... oh, wait. There is the island. And nearest landfall, well... I can see options."</b> She pores over the map, nail tapping at several spots.</p>"Thank you." Rashida swiftly and neatly rolls up the paper, holding her long, gilt nails clear of the surface, then gives the navigator a nod. "This will be in the guest dining room if you have need of it," she tells the uniformed woman. Her long, white gown swirls around her bronze legs as she strides rapidly from the room, barely glancing at the impressive view from the wrap-around windows of the bridge. Outside, the blue sky and sparkling water are a jarring frame to the smoldering...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-24T22:17:36ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=36#17722013-07-24T16:50:53Z2013-07-24T16:50:53Z<p><b>"That is not my problem, nor do I see why it is serious. After all, it should still know north from south, and we all know where the Pole Sar is,"</b> Rashida replies, <b>"My problem is that we are still here and need to be elsewhere. Plot a course for North Africa and be ready to take off when all our party are accounted for. And I need an extra map of North Africa, as well. Hurry, if you please."</b></p>"That is not my problem, nor do I see why it is serious. After all, it should still know north from south, and we all know where the Pole Sar is," Rashida replies, "My problem is that we are still here and need to be elsewhere. Plot a course for North Africa and be ready to take off when all our party are accounted for. And I need an extra map of North Africa, as well. Hurry, if you please."Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-24T16:50:53ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=36#17692013-07-18T18:42:54Z2013-07-18T18:42:54Z<p><b>"I will go to the bridge and tell the navigator to plot a course. They may have an extra map that we can use for planning. I shall return here."</b> With a furtive glance at Cassie, Rashida slips from the room.</p>"I will go to the bridge and tell the navigator to plot a course. They may have an extra map that we can use for planning. I shall return here." With a furtive glance at Cassie, Rashida slips from the room.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-18T18:42:54ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=36#17592013-07-12T03:40:14Z2013-07-12T03:40:14Z<p><b>"You must have been exhausted, Duchess,"</b> Rashida sympathizes, <b>"Do you think it will be possible for all of us together to take Virago, with proper planning? My brother is little more than a savage killing machine, so there is not much worry about brains there. But if your mother is anything like you, <i>she</i> is our worry."</b></p>"You must have been exhausted, Duchess," Rashida sympathizes, "Do you think it will be possible for all of us together to take Virago, with proper planning? My brother is little more than a savage killing machine, so there is not much worry about brains there. But if your mother is anything like you, she is our worry."Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-12T03:40:14ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=36#17532013-07-08T15:40:14Z2013-07-08T15:40:14Z<p>Rashida blinks in surprise at Cassie, then gives her a tiny nod.</p>Rashida blinks in surprise at Cassie, then gives her a tiny nod.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-08T15:40:14ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=36#17512013-07-05T22:09:04Z2013-07-05T22:09:04Z<p><b>"Is Squirrel going with us? Are you, Drake? This could be dangerous. And if Squirrel is going, why has he left the ship?"</b> Rasha's eyes flash with annoyance, her desire to hurry their departure quite obvious.</p>"Is Squirrel going with us? Are you, Drake? This could be dangerous. And if Squirrel is going, why has he left the ship?" Rasha's eyes flash with annoyance, her desire to hurry their departure quite obvious.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-05T22:09:04ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17452013-07-03T16:40:30Z2013-07-03T16:40:30Z<p>Rashida grimaces slighly. <b>"Any contacts I might have are <i>family</i> contacts, which means that it may be dangerous to use them. There are factions within the family that I frankly do not know or understand, having been asleep for fifty years or so. But the goddess and I fear that the family has become skewed towards the side of chaos and destruction. She, of course, desires balance - not denying chaos, but not wishing to plunge the world into it, either. If the things in your ship become revenants of more beings of chaos, more powerful ones, the balance is in serious jeopardy."</b></p>
<p>Ivory teeth worry ruby lips for a moment. <b>"I can always send a message to the Massris, letting them know that all is well here, the ship is being repaired, and that we are heading to... oh, I don't know... Istanbul?"</b> She smiles.</p>Rashida grimaces slighly. "Any contacts I might have are family contacts, which means that it may be dangerous to use them. There are factions within the family that I frankly do not know or understand, having been asleep for fifty years or so. But the goddess and I fear that the family has become skewed towards the side of chaos and destruction. She, of course, desires balance - not denying chaos, but not wishing to plunge the world into it, either. If the things in your ship become...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-03T16:40:30ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17422013-07-02T21:42:51Z2013-07-02T21:42:51Z<p>Rashida looks at Vorian blankly. <b>"Can't.... don't you know where your ship is? Can't you track it?"</b> she stutters for a moment, then regains a bit of composure. <b>"If not, our best choice is to plot a course from Ritiro del Gigante to the Massri stronghold at Thebes and try to intercept <i>Virago</i> along the way. If we get close enough, we can simply open the windows and follow the screams..."</b> She shivers.</p>Rashida looks at Vorian blankly. "Can't.... don't you know where your ship is? Can't you track it?" she stutters for a moment, then regains a bit of composure. "If not, our best choice is to plot a course from Ritiro del Gigante to the Massri stronghold at Thebes and try to intercept Virago along the way. If we get close enough, we can simply open the windows and follow the screams..." She shivers.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-02T21:42:51ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17402013-07-02T15:12:00Z2013-07-02T15:12:00Z<p>Rashida paces nervously, nails clicking against her bracelets. <b>"Absurd! We were victims, or to be victims, that is obvious. The fact that the Massris willingly sent me there makes me suspect they would be happy to have me out of the way... which is why I do not wish to remain in this place should they decide to send a family member to investigate. If there is something we can do about the League or Von Ryuko or the Assassins that you think would be time better spent than running down <i>Virago</i>, count on my support - as long as we <i>move</i> from this place. If you wish to stay here, I, at least, must leave. All I will do is bring trouble upon you."</b></p>
<p>She whirls and faces Ritter and DuSollier, urgency in every line of her body. <b>"So let us decide quickly - I care not where: London, Paris, Reykjavik, Peking - and let us be <i>gone!</i>"</b></p>Rashida paces nervously, nails clicking against her bracelets. "Absurd! We were victims, or to be victims, that is obvious. The fact that the Massris willingly sent me there makes me suspect they would be happy to have me out of the way... which is why I do not wish to remain in this place should they decide to send a family member to investigate. If there is something we can do about the League or Von Ryuko or the Assassins that you think would be time better spent than running down Virago,...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-02T15:12:00ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17382013-07-01T23:55:52Z2013-07-01T23:55:52Z<p><b>"Well, what did we discover from our stay here? Besides our new crewmates, that is. We've barely had a chance to chat. What did you find from local contacts - anything?"</b></p>
<p>Alyce drifts in, slinking to the buffet to pick up a pastry and stand uncertainly in the middle of the room. Rashida fixes her with a bright stare.</p>
<p><b>"Well, what's your part in all of this, girl? Are you part of whatever it was that happened in the theater last night?"</b></p>
<p>Alyce shakes her head uncertainly but says nothing, as her mouth is full of cranberry muffin.</p>"Well, what did we discover from our stay here? Besides our new crewmates, that is. We've barely had a chance to chat. What did you find from local contacts - anything?"
Alyce drifts in, slinking to the buffet to pick up a pastry and stand uncertainly in the middle of the room. Rashida fixes her with a bright stare.
"Well, what's your part in all of this, girl? Are you part of whatever it was that happened in the theater last night?"
Alyce shakes her head uncertainly but says nothing, as...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-01T23:55:52ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17362013-07-01T15:43:00Z2013-07-01T15:43:00Z<p><b>"It's been done before, Lord Ritter,"</b> Rashida says clinically, flushing slightly, <b>"<i>All</i> of us have been killed before. Which brings me to the point: if what is on that ship is returned to the family, as I am certain Gahiji intends, we could have <i>more</i> avatars running around, and they might very well be unfriendly to us, as well as to the rest of humanity."</b> Pouring herself a cup of hot, black coffee, she blows across the surface with ruby lips. <b>"Of course, if we can figure a way to turn them against Von Ryuko or League, we may be able to use them. But I don't like that idea very much, do you? What good is a weapon you can't control, which very well may turn on you?"</b></p>
<p>She pauses to sip her coffee, musing, as her eyes search Cassie and Vorian's faces.</p>"It's been done before, Lord Ritter," Rashida says clinically, flushing slightly, "All of us have been killed before. Which brings me to the point: if what is on that ship is returned to the family, as I am certain Gahiji intends, we could have more avatars running around, and they might very well be unfriendly to us, as well as to the rest of humanity." Pouring herself a cup of hot, black coffee, she blows across the surface with ruby lips. "Of course, if we can figure a way to turn them...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-07-01T15:43:00ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17342013-06-30T20:45:18Z2013-06-30T20:45:18Z<p><b>"I am perfectly serious, Lord Ritter. We are uniquely qualified to do it. We currently have <i>two</i> helmetcats to combat the ghostcat in the machine. The rest of us will be required to try to contain Gahiji. With any luck, they will not have the means to use whatever weapons <i>Virago</i> may have. My brother's bloodlust has doubtless eliminated all on board who are capable of aiding them."</b> Rashida's face is cold and impassive, oblivious to the pain her words might cause the owner of the ship and the father of its crew.</p>
<p>The Egyptian ticks off her points with her long, gilded fingernails, which have apparently been repaired after the chaos of the previous night. <b>"Besides, it may be premature to strike at Von Ryuko. Unless I am mistaken, Rorenson -- I mean, <i>dear</i> Taraz -- has an angle of his own to pursue. Acting against Von Ryuko before Taraz has completed preparations could guarantee failure. I have no doubt he will signal when ready - probably a rather spectacular signal. Did you think he had deserted you? Us? You do not understand him, then, nor the lengths to which he will go... but anyway, yes. I propose retaking <i>Virago.</i>"</b></p>"I am perfectly serious, Lord Ritter. We are uniquely qualified to do it. We currently have two helmetcats to combat the ghostcat in the machine. The rest of us will be required to try to contain Gahiji. With any luck, they will not have the means to use whatever weapons Virago may have. My brother's bloodlust has doubtless eliminated all on board who are capable of aiding them." Rashida's face is cold and impassive, oblivious to the pain her words might cause the owner of the ship and the...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-06-30T20:45:18ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17322013-06-30T18:31:39Z2013-06-30T18:31:39Z<p><b>"Ah, Vorian. Excellent. Cassie and I were just discussing where to go next. I'm for catching up with your old ship and taking it back from those who stole it. Is there anything more important you can think of, Lord Ritter?"</b> Rashida eyes the dapper gentleman approvingly as he strolls into the mess, cane in hand.</p>"Ah, Vorian. Excellent. Cassie and I were just discussing where to go next. I'm for catching up with your old ship and taking it back from those who stole it. Is there anything more important you can think of, Lord Ritter?" Rashida eyes the dapper gentleman approvingly as he strolls into the mess, cane in hand.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-06-30T18:31:39ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17302013-06-28T22:14:36Z2013-06-28T22:14:36Z<p><b>"Is there something more urgent that must be done? I admit, I may not be thinking quite as clearly as usual. Disturbing developments have, well, disturbed me. And where are the rest of the slugabeds? If they do not rise soon, I will cast off and take the helm myself!"</b> The divine visage does not appear quite so divine with a glower painted across it.</p>"Is there something more urgent that must be done? I admit, I may not be thinking quite as clearly as usual. Disturbing developments have, well, disturbed me. And where are the rest of the slugabeds? If they do not rise soon, I will cast off and take the helm myself!" The divine visage does not appear quite so divine with a glower painted across it.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-06-28T22:14:36ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17282013-06-28T21:44:48Z2013-06-28T21:44:48Z<p><b>"If we cannot, who can? Should we simply let them rampage through the world, knowing their nature and predilictions, Cassie? Can you live with that?"</b> Rashida presses her lips together an stares out the window for a moment. <b>"Well... we can go where you like, so long as we go. Once word reaches home that <i>Ament</i> is here, I expect somebody may come to see what is going on. We do not want to be here if that happens."</b> She shivers, light goosebumps rising on her bare arms.</p>"If we cannot, who can? Should we simply let them rampage through the world, knowing their nature and predilictions, Cassie? Can you live with that?" Rashida presses her lips together an stares out the window for a moment. "Well... we can go where you like, so long as we go. Once word reaches home that Ament is here, I expect somebody may come to see what is going on. We do not want to be here if that happens." She shivers, light goosebumps rising on her bare arms.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-06-28T21:44:48ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17262013-06-28T16:29:28Z2013-06-28T16:29:28Z<p><b>"It will be much more peaceful if we get airborn and on our way. Do we know where they went? If not, we can simply seek news of carnage."</b> Dark eyes search Cassie intently. <b>"Is something wrong? Are you ill, Lady DuSollier?"</b></p>
<p>Realizing that she had not answered Cassie's question, Rashida adds, <b>"The Duchess' mother and my brother, of course. They must be stopped. Who else can do it?"</b></p>"It will be much more peaceful if we get airborn and on our way. Do we know where they went? If not, we can simply seek news of carnage." Dark eyes search Cassie intently. "Is something wrong? Are you ill, Lady DuSollier?"
Realizing that she had not answered Cassie's question, Rashida adds, "The Duchess' mother and my brother, of course. They must be stopped. Who else can do it?"Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-06-28T16:29:28ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17242013-06-27T16:30:13Z2013-06-27T16:30:13Z<p>Striding briskly into the mess, Rashida spots Cassie and looks around for others. Seeing nobody else up and about, she approaches the lorn dancer, fiddling with her bracelets. </p>
<p><b>"Good morning. Glad to see <i>somebody</i> else up. I've been waiting for hours. So, are you ready to go? I think we need to get moving, and quickly. We're the only ones who can stop them, I think. As long as the Duchess and Mittens are well, we should be on our way."</b></p>Striding briskly into the mess, Rashida spots Cassie and looks around for others. Seeing nobody else up and about, she approaches the lorn dancer, fiddling with her bracelets.
"Good morning. Glad to see somebody else up. I've been waiting for hours. So, are you ready to go? I think we need to get moving, and quickly. We're the only ones who can stop them, I think. As long as the Duchess and Mittens are well, we should be on our way."Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-06-27T16:30:13ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17202013-06-19T16:18:53Z2013-06-19T16:18:53Z<p>[Spoiler omitted]</p>[Spoiler omitted]Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-06-19T16:18:53ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17182013-06-14T17:55:20Z2013-06-14T17:55:20Z<p>The door to the room swings open before Cassie's eyes, revealing nothing but yawning blackness. As she stares, she becomes aware of a tiny gold speck in the midst of the dark door frame. It slowly grows larger, gradually resolving itself into the form of a woman in a gold dress facing away from Cassie, dark hair braided and beaded to her shoulders.</p>
<p>Cassie steps forward, knowing this is Rashida waiting for her. Stepping through the doorway is like stepping into an oven, and she finds herself standing atop a tall structure, one side sloping down and away just past her toes. Rashida does not look away from the landscape she surveys, a green channel through a desert, laced with palms and reeds, dhow-like boats plying the waters, nets spread. </p>
<p>Rashida's hand reaches blindly to take hers as her other arm sweeps wide, indicating the point where the river flows into the distance. Two tall figures stand there, garbed in gold kilts, one with the head of an ibis. Cassie cannot tell their size at this distance, but suddenly <i>knows</i> they must be enormous.</p>
<p>Finally, the Egyptian turns to face Cassie. She mouths words, but the sounds that emerge are muddled and indistinct, unintelligble. Frustrated, Rashida tries to speak more urgently, with no success.</p>
<p>Rashida shakes her head sadly, then leans forward to press warm lips against Cassie's own. Suddenly, she pulls back and strikes Cassie violently on the sternum. Cassie looks down, seeing the jewelled handle of a dagger protruding from her chest. Rashida grabs her shoulders and shoves hard, and Cassie falls back, back, back...</p>The door to the room swings open before Cassie's eyes, revealing nothing but yawning blackness. As she stares, she becomes aware of a tiny gold speck in the midst of the dark door frame. It slowly grows larger, gradually resolving itself into the form of a woman in a gold dress facing away from Cassie, dark hair braided and beaded to her shoulders.
Cassie steps forward, knowing this is Rashida waiting for her. Stepping through the doorway is like stepping into an oven, and she finds herself...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-06-14T17:55:20ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17132013-06-04T16:35:53Z2013-06-04T16:35:53Z<p>As the ship quiets, Rashida returns to the hallway. She hesitates at her own door for a moment, then glides to Cassie's, sandaled feet making no noise. Her hand rises, knuckles set to tap at the door, but hesitates as she listens for any sound within the cabin. Finally, she raps very gently, once, and waits for a minute. When no response is forthcoming, she returns to her own cabin, door closing softly behind her with a tiny snick as the lock engages.</p>As the ship quiets, Rashida returns to the hallway. She hesitates at her own door for a moment, then glides to Cassie's, sandaled feet making no noise. Her hand rises, knuckles set to tap at the door, but hesitates as she listens for any sound within the cabin. Finally, she raps very gently, once, and waits for a minute. When no response is forthcoming, she returns to her own cabin, door closing softly behind her with a tiny snick as the lock engages.Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-06-04T16:35:53ZRe: Play-by-Post: Pinvendor's A World Without EndRashida Massri (alias of Treppa)http://paizo.com/campaigns/AWorldWithoutEnd/gameplay&page=35#17102013-06-03T02:08:05Z2013-06-03T02:08:05Z<p><b>"The <i>Mech</i>..."</b> Rashida breathes, eyes wide. <b>"That was one strong, fierce woman.. creature... whose goals were unfathomable to me. Who knows what she will do when the Mech is retrieved? And she wanted us to go there but we were busy with other things, remember? Do you think she will be vindictive about it?"</b> She pauses a beat, then laughs, a short, sharp exhalation. <b>"Of course she will, if she is angry with us. Listen, get to your cabins and get comfortable. I will have food brought so you need not disturb your healing."</b> And she turns on her heel and strides rapidly away towards the galley, strides muffled by the deep red and gold carpeting of the passageway.</p>
<p>Two crewmen arrive within ten minutes, pushing a cart filled with steaming trays. They stop in the various passenger cabins, ensuring that each receives reviving nutrition. They rap several times on Vorian Ritter's door.</p>"The Mech..." Rashida breathes, eyes wide. "That was one strong, fierce woman.. creature... whose goals were unfathomable to me. Who knows what she will do when the Mech is retrieved? And she wanted us to go there but we were busy with other things, remember? Do you think she will be vindictive about it?" She pauses a beat, then laughs, a short, sharp exhalation. "Of course she will, if she is angry with us. Listen, get to your cabins and get comfortable. I will have food brought so you need...Rashida Massri (alias of Treppa)2013-06-03T02:08:05Z